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With the book opened to the instruction page, she took a knife and mortar from a cupboard and chopped the fruit and roots, adding them to the bowl to crush with the pestle. Once the bowl’s contents looked like the mushy mixture of the illustration, she picked up the knife again. To connect the spell to herself, she had to put part of herself into the mixture— the life force that moved through her veins—, so she made a small cut in the middle of her hand, letting her blood drip into the bowl and then mixing everything together. Picking up some bandages, she recited a spell quietly before wrapping them around her wounded hand, knowing that in an hour the small cut would already be completely healed.
Her excitement grew as she walked back into the living room, bowl in her hands. The nervousness grew too, and Jillian worried she’d become one of the few people who had bad experiences with sex demons, or that she would embarrass herself in front of them, or that she wouldn’t be good in bed after all the time that passed since she’d done anything sexual.
Biting her lip, she took some of the mixture and drew symbols on the ground, copying the images on the book. She read the instructions multiple times to make sure she was following along perfectly, then took her clothes off for the next step. Completely naked, she stepped into the middle of the circle of symbols and laid down on the floor. Heat rushed to her cheeks as she slowly brushed her hand against all the valleys and curves of her voluptuous body, finally opening her legs to touch the wetness between them. She was never ashamed of touching herself, but now that it had to be used for the spell… well, it made her hyper aware ofwhatexactly she was doing, andwhereshe was doing it.
Her already lustful state had made her wet enough, so she didn’t even have to prepare herself before she slid a finger into her center, slowly making her way from above, then pressing on her clit before sliding lower and entering herself. She did her best to recite the spell as she touched herself, but her skin was now hypersensitive after being deprived of pleasure for so long, accidentally making her stop between touches or stutter the words. She added a finger and pumped them in and out of herself, occasionally pressing down on her clit with her palm to add to the feeling. Her other hand came up to her chest, fondling her big breasts.
She was moaning the spell when she felt a gush of wind in the room, bringing in a smoky smell with it. She tried to continue talking— she reallydidtry— but she felt her walls clench around her fingers, the wet sounds growing louder and louder as she picked up the pace, her lower stomach twisting. Jillian let out a stuttered cry, her body shaking as she reached her climax. She kept fingering herself through it, letting herself enjoy every single moment of it, spasms of pleasure hitting her all over again every few seconds. Once her body had stopped shaking, she let her wet fingers slide out of her hole and massaged her clit a few times, to make sure she squeezed every single moment of ecstasy out of her orgasm.
“I prefer to introduce myself first, but I don’t mind this method either.”
Jillian flinched at the voice, eyes jerking open as she quickly sat up to find a demon standing in front of her.
She was struck by their beauty for a moment, her brain taking its time to comprehend what was in front of her. She heard of angels so beautiful they didn’t look real, but she had never imagined the same concept could apply to them as well. When she thought of demons, Jillian always imagined animal-like features and weird proportions, yet despite their unnatural features everything about this demon still screamed “ethereal”.
“I take it you like the view?” The demon said, tilting their head to the side in curiosity, a strand of long wavy black hair falling over their face.
“Sorry,” Jillian mumbled, embarrassed that she had been caught staring.
They walked towards her and crouched down, taking Jillian’s chin into their clawed hand, gently turning her head towards them. She took in the details of their body now, noticing that their skin was an ashy grey except at their wrists and ankles, where it faded into black.
“I don’t like it when humans don’t look at me directly,” they said, voice calm but laced with a slight threat.
That seemed to finally wake Jillian from the shock of the moment. She straightened up and finally looked into their eyes.
“I’m no human,” she said. “I’m a witch.”
The demon grinned softly. “Ah, that makes sense. You did feel a little different.”
To demonstrate her confidence and lack of fear, Jillian looked straight into their eyes, which completely lacked pupils and had light blue irises so big they almost covered the entire sclera. Instead of unsettling, Jillian found them calming and oddly fascinating.
The demon’s lips turned slightly upwards, letting go of her face. “So what are you, little witch?”
Jillian frowned for a moment, confused. “What do you mean?”
“Are you a man, a woman, both, neither?”
“Oh,” Jillian replied, taken by surprise. She wasn’t expecting a demon to ask something like that. “I’m a woman. People refer to me with ‘she’. What about you?”
“Demons don’t have genders,” they calmly explained, “and I’m personally not interested enough to assign myself one. I like to be referred to with ‘xe’. Do you know how that works?”
Jillian nodded. “Yes. I’ve heard that before.”
“Good.” The demon smiled at her in amusement. “May I know your name, little witch?”
“Jillian,” she replied proudly. “Doyouhave a name?”
“It’s Lyle,” xe replied. Xyr grin grew wider, showing hints of small fangs. “It’s your pleasure to meet me.”
Jillian opened her mouth to bite back at xyr witty remark, but she quickly closed it. In a way, her pleasure was exactly why xe was there, so xe wasn’t entirely wrong. Xe didn’t have to sound so arrogant, though.
“Would you mind telling me why I was summoned?” Xe looked down at her body, taking in every inch of exposed skin—her rounded stomach, heavy breasts, and big thighs— before meeting her gaze again. “I think I have an idea, but I need to hear you say it.”
“You’re a sex demon, aren’t you?” She mumbled, a little embarrassed that she had to spell it out.She really was rusty, wasn’t she?“I summoned you for sex.”
“Yes, sweetheart, I’m a sex demon.” Then, xe chuckled softly, shaking xyr head. Quietly, mostly to xemself, xe said, “they’re all so brave until they have to actually do it. It’s always the same story.”
“Well, you just caught me pleasuring myself, so sorry if I’m a little embarrassed,” Jillian bit back.
